Life — April 14, 1927 — page 16: what you’re looking at

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TY-PIVE MINUTES LATE—WONDER WHAT'S HOLDING HIM UP? Another Director: you MEAN “wo?” Awake betimes, Sam bawling for the New York papers that he might search out what the tempera- tures have been at home, it being al- most more than he can bear to learn that it has been warm there ever since we departed. Then a good gos- sip, in which we decided that Inez Littlejohn plays life just as she plays bridge, being always on hand with a rational argument to stop some pleasant proceeding, just as she always manages to hang on to the nine of clubs and prevent one from going game. Reading after breakfast in “Song of Life” I was amused to find two indications that Mistress Fannie Hurst is uncon- scious of the comma between “i " and “apes” in Masefield’s “Car- goes,” albeit I doubt if the defection will decrease the sale of the book one whit. By motor to Augusta to lunch with Nina Jones and Lilljan Gray and then, after going with Mr. Judkins to look at the horses he has brought down for the show, through Mr. Thomas’ garden, which is the loveliest and most satisfactory pri- vate one that ever I saw in my life, and I could not but wonder what Jo- seph Urban would do if he once glimpsed the row of cypress against its background of flowering peach. Indeed, my own reaction to the co- ordination of art and nature was such that on the way home I could easily have thought the whole expe- rience a dream had it not been for the banana shrubs in my handker- chief which Mistress Ann did gather for me and which smelled much like newly painted radiators. But their scent did not prevail in the garden, which was highly redolent of tea olive, a fragrance which would make the fortune of the parfumeur who could capture it. Back to Aiken in the late afternoon, uncomfortably con- scious of sitting out the plaits in my silken frock, on which the upkeep is going to be enor- mous, and I do be- lieve that Polonius, (Cont. on page 28) Studies in Redundancy A FORGOTTEN waltz. The hopeful débutante. A tactful social leader. A welcome breath of spring. Premature political forecasts, A changing style. Unreliable gossip. Exasperating traffic conditions, An obnoxious publicity secker, Rare sympathy. An unwelcome social climber. Charming modesty. A perfect gentleman. W.G.M. A Volstead Mirage CT I—Family bootlegger inakes early call at Jones home. Jones samples stuff and gives his O. K. Act II—Jones boards flivver and starts for office. Act III—He sees large, pink ele- phant sitting on fire-plug playing a ukulele. Thinks nothing of it. Act IV—Sees lavender cow wear- ing green goggles and red-and-yellow plus-fours, but is not interested. Act V—Reaches business district and sees place to park. Becomes panic-stricken as he realizes his con- dition. Telephones police to come and get them. M.M. Depended RAWFORD: How's his rating? Crassuaw: In Bradstrect or “Ask Me Another!"? Absent-minded Second-Story Man: voccone 1T! THIS MAKES THE THIRD BUNGALOW I'VE CLIMBED UP 0% TO-NIGHT. comicbooks.com